Sunday, August 14, 2005

Bloody hell.

I've got a nasty cough and my mind's going a little out of whack because of the medicine I took and now with a deadline fast approaching, I have to submit a proposal of an activity. That and the fact that I have no idea what activity can actaully propose. I'd rather propose to someone now than fill an A4 size paper with random bits of bullshit about Our Chalet.

Note how bad my English has degraded into and that should give you an idea of just how strangely my mind is functioning, not the mention the fact that every other word I type is misspelled and that I have to backspace every few seconds to correct the error.

Stupid proposal. Stupid cough. Stupid medicine. I wanna sleep.

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